I'm as hungry as the old bear ever was," said Bobby, irrelevantly.
"Well, so am I, but we'll be hungrier than the bear ever was, I'm thinking, if we don't do something to get to land," broke in Jimmy with some irritation.

"Why, Bobby, don't you realize what it means?
We've got no water and nothing to eat! We'll perish of thirst and hunger if we don't get to land! Unless a sea rises and swamps us, and then we'll drown!" "It does look as though we were drifting to the place I came from, but it won't do any good to worry," said Bobby.

"Maybe when the tide turns we can do something.

The wind goes down with the sun every evening, and then with the tide in our favor maybe we can make it." "It'll be a good hour yet before the tide turns, and two or three hours before sundown, and where'll we be then ?" argued Jimmy, dejectedly.

"I wish I could be like you, Bobby, and not worry over things the way I do." "Well, just remember that we did the best we could to get out of the mess after we got into it, and if we keep on doing our best that is all we can do, and worrying won't help us any.